Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 890 Be Careful
It is human nature for these officials to be afraid in the face of a great enemy, and Yun Zhuohua can't blame them.

However, these young people made Yun Zhuohua suddenly see hope.

"What's your name?" Yun Zhuohua asked.

"Grassman Lu Zhijie."

"Lu Zhijie, I've made a note."

"Since you are going, I will help you, whether it is life or death, each of you depends on your ability." Yun Zhuohua waved at them.

The young people headed by Lu Zhijie stood up one after another and walked outside.

Yun Zhuohua summoned Pei Yuan again and said, "Although their courage is commendable, they have never experienced a battlefield after all."

"You find someone to watch over them. It's okay for them to hang some dots, but I want them to come back safely with good arms and legs."

Pei Yuan responded to make arrangements, and the officials standing behind Yun Zhuohua hurriedly bowed to Yun Zhuohua, "Thank you, Lord Long."

From the looks of it, among those young people, there are quite a few official heirs.

Yun Zhuohua entered the hall without closing the door, Yun Zhuohua sat on the dragon chair, watching the wind and smoke outside.

The smell of barbecue that wafted in the air was gradually replaced by the smell of blood.

As the sun went down, the wind blowing in from outside also became cooler.

Ling'er brought a bowl of porridge to Yun Zhuohua, "Your Majesty, please eat something."

Only then did Yun Zhuohua turn his eyes, looking at the faces of the officials at the side who also looked hungry.

"Have the others prepared, and the soldiers guarding outside, they should be hungry by now, let them eat as much as possible."

Ling'er said, "Boss Pei has prepared everything. This is for the emperor. For others, they will be brought up later."

Yun Zhuohua gave a "hmm" and took the bowl from Linger's hand. Before he could eat it, he saw someone rushing in again.

"Your Majesty!" Fu Zhengchun knelt on the ground very aggrieved.

Yun Zhuohua looked at him, not worried at all, but chuckled lightly.

"Is General Fu hungry? Come on, this porridge has just been served. General Fu, let's eat a bowl first to fill his stomach."

Yun Zhuohua is the majestic Empress of Southern Wu, how dare Fu Zhengchun joke with Yun Zhuohua.

He said with a bitter face, "The rebels are almost outside the other palace, the emperor should be more careful."

"Well, I see."

Yun Zhuohua nodded, and the bowl in his hand had already been handed to Fu Zhengchun.

The soft and glutinous rice scent hooked Fu Zhengchun's stomach growling.

But he felt grievances in his heart, how could he be in the mood to eat now.

As a general who leads the army in battle, the most shameless thing for Fu Zhengchun is to run away without fighting.

But Yun Zhuohua ordered him to fight and retreat, not to resist desperately, Fu Zhengchun retreated from the foot of the mountain all the way to the outside of the other palace.

I don't know how Fu Zhengchun will be laughed at by the soldiers after leaving Le'er Mountain.

He would rather die in battle than run away in such embarrassment.

Back then, when Yun Zhuohua ordered Fu Zhengchun to come to Le'er Mountain as guards, Fu Zhengchun was still happy for a long time.

But looking at it now, Yun Zhuohua had premeditated it.

"How many rebels are left now?" Yun Zhuohua asked as he handed the bowl to Fu Zhengchun.

When Fu Zhengchun lowered his head, his teeth almost hit the bowl, so he had no choice but to take the bowl over.

"According to the emperor's order, only [-]% of them have been wiped out. When we get to the gate of the other palace, we will fight again, and we can probably go to another [-]%."

(End of this chapter)